With the paddling over, he placed his hand on Amanda’s bottom, and caressed it gently for just a few moments. He was about to set his captive on her feet again, when they both heard something off stage. “What was that?” Orlando jolted, hearing a strange scuffling from behind him.
“I don’t know,” Amanda said, immediately pulling off his lap. She instinctively pushed down her skirt to cover her.
“I thought you locked the door,” Orlando said.
“Well, the back was still open, but everyone had left. I checked that out,” she replied.
“Maybe someone came back,” Orlando said. He was bristling at his neck, shivering strangely, as if he should recognize what had happened, though he couldn’t figure it.
“Well, at the worst, perhaps, my secret’s out,” Amanda conceded.
“Sorry, luv, I had no intent
